"I didn't know you felt that way..." Chie said as she played with her hands. Her heart was beating like a jackhammer, loudly in her ears, and she had a hard time breathing. Kanoko stood in front of her with the same struggle, both of them lost to the affliction of true love.
"Well, I do! And I don't care that you're a girl, I still love you!" Kanoko announced, then suddenly took her in an embrace. Chie didn't know what to think at first, but then she realized that her feelings for Kanoko were true. She had known Kanoko as long as she could remember, and it made so much sense to hug her back.
And so, they held each other, feeling the other's warmth. Chie wanted to hug even tighter, but didn't want to accidentally squeeze her new lover a little to hard. So instead, she decided to simply run one of her hands through Kanoko's long black hair, which was a foil to her own blonde pixie cut. It was like time was frozen, at least until they heard a single voice behind Chie.
"What the fuck?! Chie and Kanoko are fucking muff-divers now?!"
They quickly parted and looked at the boy. He stood at the entrance to the area behind the school Kanoko and Chie meet to confess at, and now he was calling more over. Various other boys and girls of varying heights and styles began to form a crowd, throwing slurs at the two intruded on girls with hateful expressions.
"Rug muncher!" one of them yelled. Another one threw a bottle that was on the ground at Chie. Kanoko blocked it with her hands, but the force still hit her shoulder.
"Gross! Stop hitting Kanoko! And I'm not a rug muncher!" Chie yelled back, feeling tears welling up in her eyes. But the swarm just got angrier. And then, a slow, growing chant rose from the back of the mob to the front.
"Fag Bag! Fag Bag! Put 'em in the Fag Bag!"
Chie panicked, seeing that the whole crowd was starting to surround them. Kanoko seemed distraught. "I'm sorry, Chie. I didn't mean for this to happen..."
"I don't care about that, let's just get out of here," Chie answered bitterly. But their only exit was blocked by the approaching wall of people. A particularly large student, who had to wear the largest uniform size of the school, held a triple-layered garbage bag and rope. Kanoko and Chie could only imagine what he was planning to do with it. Soon, they ran out of ground to retreat to, at the end of the small behind-the-school hideout, and the chanting grew even closer.
"Fag Bag! Fag Bag! Put 'em in the Fag Bag!" the mob repeated over and over again to the now crying girls. As soon as they were close enough, they charged and restrained Chie and Kanoko, pressing their faces into the ground and holding their arms tight. The two of them struggled, but to no avail. They could only see a sea of feet in their view, before being lifted into the air and dumped into a garbage bag. Kanoko went in first, tumbling into it like how Krampus tossed kids in fairy tales into his sack. Chie followed soon after. She flailed and kicked, but it was useless; she couldn't escape. She stopped kicking when she heard a sharp "Ow!", realizing she accidentally kicked Kanoko. The chanting turned to cheering as both of the girls had been dumped in the same garbage bag, and one particularly weird geek produced a bottle of aphrodisiac slime.
"Let me dump this in the top of the bag!" He called out.
"No, no! Wait!" Kanoko screamed, trying to stop him. But he ignored her, dumping the bottle of the slime on top of her and Chie, and then letting his friends close the mouth of it tightly with rope.
"Now hang em from the tree!" someone shouted. "Like Christ was hung from the cross!" The crowd started laughing hysterically as they chanted along with him. The bag was hoisted up, the stronger of the boys pulling the rope down across a tall branch which caused the bag to raise with each pull while the occupants squirmed inside, making the bag look more like an alien sack in a horror movie than anything else. Finally, the movements stopped, and the crowd slowly dispersed. A few threw sticks, but were told to stop by others in fear of accidentally ruining the effigy of hatred they had created. Eventually, silence from the outside world. Chie and Kanono were forced together inside the bag, their arms touching from the pressure of their own weight. The bag swayed back and forth amplified with any movements they made. Slime pooled at the bottom of the bag where their legs tangled together, making the inside feel inhospitable.
"Chie, are you okay?" Kanoko asked after a long silence. They both faced each other in the bag, which was a small blessing since they could both see the other's faces. Sorrowfully, they looked to each other, relieved that they were alive.
"I'm fine..." Chie muttered with a sniffle. "We have to get out of this bag, though."
"How do we do that?" Kanoko said, thinking. "I can't move my legs and my arms are pretty restricted too. God, what is this slime? I feel like I can't breathe."
Chie nodded at the slime comment. The goop submerged the bottom of the bag, and both girls were slimed by the viscous fluid all over. It made the air heavy and uncomfortable, and if they stayed too long the aphrodisiac effects would set in, turning them into a lesbian fuck-bag of mindless druggy passion.
First, they tried swinging in unison to dislodge the bag. But all that accomplished was sloshing the slime around, and making them dizzy. There was no progress being made in their situation and the friction of their lower bodies would just accelerate the slime's effects. Eventually they both gave up on this strategy and simply waited for help. They were locked looking at each other, and their condition was getting worse from the heat, the close proximity, and the damnable slime that seeped into them.
"Don't give in, that's what they want," Kanoko reminded Chie, feeling her own heart again beginning to pound. "Stay strong..." Kanoko whispered in a voice so low that Chie could barely hear her over her own labored breaths.